I long for silence to finally consume
the screams that echo deep - my private hell.
This storm of thoughts will usher forth my doom.
My lungs contrict against the fears which loom;
am I the only one whho hears them yell?
(Oh how) I long for silence to finally consume.
I scream in hopes of lessoning the gloom;
how many wasted breaths mus I expel
(before) this storm of thoughts does usher forth my doom.
I turn the music up and forge a womb
to drown out fears as they begin to swell.
(Please Lord) I long for silence to finally consume.
The pounding bass works fiercly to entomb
emotions raging forth--to help dispel
this storm of thoughts which ushers forth my doom.
My heart's resigned to never feel the bloom
of peace until I say my last farewell.
(Oh how) I long for silence to finally consume
the storm of thoughts which ushers forth my doom.
Notes: Today is Friday and thus when I typically post my CIHTD? post. However, inspiration for that came earlier this week on Wednesday with 3WW's words for this week. Still I feel a bit out of sorts for not posting a song inspired piece today. I have consoled myself by including music as part of the poems essense.
This also makes poem number four in my "Methods to Soothe Raging Emotions" series.
Over at the dVerse Poets Pub for FormForAll they are exploring villanelle. While this is not a new form for me, it has been quite awhile since I last toyed with it...so I figured I give it another go. I did take a couple of liberties...but I've come to accept that part of learning the rules is breaking them.
If you get a chance, check out how some of the other dVerse talents tackled this form.
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...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.